Allie Dunn – Solo

She’s sitting cross-legged on the bed early on, one hand resting on her thigh, the other slowly sliding up her stomach. Purple butterfly stickers are stuck over each nipple, standing out against her pale skin and the deep purple lace of her lingerie. The lighting is bright and natural, no shadows—everything’s visible, from the faint creases in the sheets to the subtle movement of her fingers tracing her collarbone. She spends a lot of time touching herself, not rushing—palming her breasts, leaning back on her elbows, shifting her hips slightly like she’s feeling herself out. The camera stays mostly at medium range, but there are tight close-ups when her hands circle her nipples, stickers wrinkling slightly under pressure. It’s not fast or frantic, more of a slow strip tease with no actual stripping—just her moving in place, legs adjusting, back arching, eyes low. You see the same outfit and setup throughout, no scene changes, just lingering shots that focus on how she handles her body.